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Hong Zhou sighed helplessly: "I am not a child anymore, how can I be so ignorant? If you say injustice, resentment, this is in front of you. I don't speak falsehoods. It was there before, but it's not because of this. .And now, how can there be any injustice? It has been... all smooth."

As he said that, he smiled again and said, "Your jade has been held in your hand for a long time, and this can be regarded as the intention of kneeling in it. Why, you only hold it in your own hand? Why don't you go to The emperor approached and asked them to put this jade beside the emperor, this is our filial piety, and this thing is the relic of the Empress Dowager Xiaohui, so it will not go beyond the rules."

Yin Qi nodded and sighed: "You are right, let's go there now."

When he got out of the Buddhist hall, he smiled wryly and said: "At this moment, I'm really in a hurry to go to the doctor. I never believed in this before. I just thought, why don't each of us go to the emperor's ear and listen to the doctor carefully?" Tell him how political affairs are and how the Qing Dynasty cannot be separated from him. He has something on his mind, and he mentions it all at once, and it may be better, but it may not be. Now that I think about it, this is really absurd .Only with one breath of heart, I can really..."

He denied his own thoughts, and Yin Qi couldn't help feeling uncomfortable.

It seems that this is the denial of Yong Zhengsheng's hope.

Hong Zhou bowed his head, sighed, and said: "You think this method is still useful, so... give it a try. I'll help you tell Gao Wuyong and the others, it's unknown if it really works. Don't feel bad, you Weeping, even if the emperor fell asleep, I'm afraid he...would have sensed it. Besides, you let me see it, don't you feel uncomfortable?"

Yin Qi nodded, grabbed Hong Zhou's sleeve and tried his best to suppress the soreness in his nose, and said: "Well, go and put this jade by the emperor's side first, no matter what, this is a blessing."

~~~~~~~

When Yongzheng opened his eyes, he first sighed and exhaled the stale air in his chest.He also felt that this time he really came back from the gate of hell, and he didn't know how he was still alive.

It seems to be sick, and I can always hear that voice saying in my ear, don't leave, don't leave.So, I had made a plan and thought about the funeral carefully, but I was unwilling to do so.

I can't just leave like this, I still have something in my heart... that person.

It was like this again, turning around.

Looking at the bright sky outside, I remember that when I was unconscious, it was August 22nd. Now, it is not the 23rd, but the 24th.

It's just strange, he opened his eyes for so long, why no one came to wait on him?Yongzheng raised his head and looked around the room, but there was really no one there.He only felt that his body was so sore after working hard for a while, so he quickly lay down again.

Just thinking about calling someone, someone is coming in from the door.As soon as Gao Wuyong saw Yongzheng looking at him with open eyes, he shouted with joy, "The emperor is awake! Come quickly! The emperor is awake!"

After a while, a group of people surrounded the room, including the imperial physicians, court ladies and eunuchs, all huddled in front of the bed, their faces were full of joy, but also faintly worried.Yongzheng handed his wrist to Zhang Kui, the court judge, watched him take the pulse carefully, and heaved a sigh of relief.

Yongzheng felt that he was refreshed at this time, and he was not as sick and heavy as before.Although I feel a little uncomfortable, it should be due to the long-term fever.

Although he didn't know why he got better so quickly, but it was finally healed, and he was also happy in his heart, and said: "Your medical skills are good, each has a reward."

But Zhang Kui didn't look happy at all, his face turned pale in an instant, he shivered suddenly, and fell to his knees with a plop.

Yongzheng frowned in surprise, and was about to speak, but suddenly saw a touch of red on his chest.He stretched out his hand to pick it up, and took a closer look. He had seen this thing before, it was worn by the Empress Dowager Xiaohui, and later gave it to...

Immediately, he was also startled, and suddenly recalled the voice and words that he had faintly heard in his ears when he was seriously ill.

If the fourth elder brother Yinzhen can get better, I would like to replace him with my own body.

Could it be that, in this world, is there really any way to... die for him?

Otherwise, why... such a sudden improvement?

Yongzheng was startled, jumped up loudly, looked up at Gao Wuyong and asked, "What were you doing outside just now? No one was waiting inside the house, what happened?"

Gao Wuyong's complexion also changed, and he couldn't answer for a while.Yongzheng's heart sank even more. I'm afraid...I'm afraid it's really him...Could it be that he is...dead now?

I couldn't help shouting angrily in a deep voice: "You are hesitating because you want to deceive the king!? Why don't you answer quickly!"

Gao Wuyong groaned, and then knelt down beside Zhang Kui. After a while, he finally said cautiously: "Just now... Prince Duan passed out at the door just now, and the servants are all rushing over to see..."

Passed out?Yongzheng's heart tightened when he heard this.

If this is for the purpose of hiding words, if this is for the purpose of revealing the words slowly...

Is it true...is it true...

Yongzheng closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and said, "You don't have to be so jealous. You just say, how is Yunqi doing now?"

Gao Wuyong murmured, "I've already asked Wang Yi to come over and take a look, so it shouldn't be a problem."

It doesn't matter...you say this, it doesn't matter, and you will be gone in the next afternoon!

Yongzheng suddenly remembered those important people in his life that he had sent away.

From the first empress Xiaoyiren, to the first beloved son Honghui, to the first wife Nala...

It seems to be like this. The imperial physicians always say that it’s okay, but if you don’t see it, you’re gone.

Why is it even now...

With a sway, Gao Wuyong hurriedly stepped forward to support his back, and said: "Your Majesty! I don't dare to say a lie! It's really okay. After a while, the prince and the brothers will come over to pay their respects."

Yongzheng was startled, looked at Gao Wuyong quickly, and asked sharply: "Really!?"

Gao Wuyong nodded hastily, and Yongzheng pointed at the people around him, and asked, "Then you slaves are so weird, you don't cry or laugh, what are you doing? I'm so happy to see you get better! ?”

All around are confessing crimes, and the sound of kowtowing is endless.After a long time, Yongzheng called to stop impatiently, and then he calmed down again.Yongzheng said again: "You must have something to hide from me! If you don't tell me, you can't know? I said it earlier, it's not your concealment! Huang Peng! Tell me!"

Huang Peng trembled all over, and hurriedly crawled out from the crowd on knees, and when he reached Yongzheng, he lowered his head for a while, then gritted his teeth as if he was about to go to the guillotine, and said through his teeth, "Back to the emperor... Prince Yi is dead!"

~~~~~~~

Leaning his head on the window lattice, Yin Qi looked out of the window in a daze.It was getting cooler at the end of August, and the banyan trees were shedding their leaves.It was still green leaves, falling on the ground one by one, not many, only the five or six or seven or eight, which had never been cleaned up by Sura, fell on the ground, but there was something special about it.

He didn't know what to do in his heart, he just stared at the leaf, wishing it would return to the branch again.Because this seems to be... the life of Prince Yi, it is still green, but it is just like this...

Hong Zhou wrapped his arms around his shoulders, and sighed: "Don't blame yourself, Uncle Thirteen was always in poor health. The emperor was ill from February to August, you should think that he has been ill for the past six months. Is it better? He is weaker than the emperor. And he knelt all night last night, and ordinary people can't stand it. For example, you, didn't you faint? He has a disease in his legs... "

Yinqi shook his head slowly, closed his eyes, and sighed: "You don't know...why I don't know, Brother Thirteen...Looking at that face a few days ago, he was worse than the emperor, In fact, he is in my heart, and he is no different from a dead person. But it happened that I prayed last night, whoever let him die in place of the emperor, and I can kill that person with my own hands. ..."

Hong Zhou hurriedly said: "You can't say this anymore! Others heard it and said that you are a monster, and you can change people's lives! Think about it, how can you have this ability yourself? If you really have this Capable, didn't you say a lot of things that you are willing to die for the emperor? Why are you still doing well now? This is just a coincidence."

Yin Qi closed his eyes and nodded, resting his head on Hong Zhou's shoulder.

How could he not know that this was indeed a coincidence.Prince Yi's health was extremely bad, he knelt for a night and died, it's really not surprising.However, it happened that last night, when he was praying, he chanted those words, and this morning Yongzheng's pulse was stable, and he was looking good, and the bad news came from Prince Yi, that he was dead.

How can this not make people think too much, and not make Yin Qi feel guilty?He also didn't want to bear the responsibility for Prince Yi's death on his own head, but... from the moment he heard the news, he couldn't help but think of his prayer last night.

Hong Zhou whispered from the side again: "Don't tell others what you said when you knelt and prayed last night. There are still people who believe this. If you lose your temper today, you can say that you are sad for Uncle Thirteen. After today, don’t be so absent-minded again. I’m afraid that even if it is the emperor, he will find it difficult to forgive you if he knows you. "

Yin Qi nodded again, and finally couldn't help a little tear slipped from the corner of his eyes, fell into his temples, and disappeared immediately.He closed his eyes hard, opened them again, and said, "Fortunate to have you..."

Hong Zhou smiled at him, but didn't speak.

After a while, Yinqi managed to regain his energy, and said: "Let's go see if the emperor is awake at this time. Although this morning, the Tai Hospital said that he is fine, but after all, he was so ill before, how come It will make people feel at ease. The emperor and brother thirteen are... I am afraid they will be very sad."

Hong Zhou nodded and said, "Okay."

While helping Yin Qi to get up, Hong Zhou said in a low voice: "If you really can't get over this hurdle in your heart, then...you can replace Thirteenth Uncle and be the Emperor's arm. Thirteenth Uncle is the Emperor's favorite brother. It's you who can't compare, but... you can take over Uncle Thirteen's burden."

There was still a trace of reluctance that could be heard in his voice, Yin Qi was startled, but it was because of what he said.

Usually, Hong Zhou was out of love for him, and he didn't want him to do more things, but now he said this... On the one hand, it was to understand his self-blaming mood, and on the other hand, it was really for the sake of the person who was just recovering from a serious illness. Here we go.

Yin Qi smiled, touched his lips, and said, "Got it."

Hong Zhou was startled, and after a long time, he raised his hand to touch his lips, and smiled stupidly.

Yinqi pulled him and said, "Let's go, let's go to the emperor's side."

Hongzhou was pulled forward by him, and when he reached the door, a person ran in stumblingly, Hongzhou hurriedly protected Yinqi to dodge, and then went to see that person, it was the little eunuch beside Yongzheng who was waiting for the wash.

The little eunuch was full of joy, and hurriedly said: "My lords, the emperor has woken up!"

~~~~~~~

Putting his hand on Yinqi's arm, Yongzheng sighed with a smile: "You still think that you have learned everything from the old thirteen? When he was around, he often came to help me in this way. In fact, his body is so strong I need someone to help me."

Yin Qi smiled slightly, but did not answer.After walking out of the house for a while, he smiled and said: "The emperor has seen that his appetite has been fine these few days, as expected, he said before that it is good for the body to move around every day."

Yongzheng said: "Isn't it all your random idea? After walking around the garden every day, in the first few days, after I went back, my whole body was sore. But when I went to bed at night, I slept soundly. There are a lot of them, and it tastes delicious when I eat them. I thought about it, but it is of some use. It is too time-consuming."

Yin Qi smiled and said: "Time-consuming is also for the emperor's health, isn't it? At this moment, it seems that there is less time to read the booklets, but in fact it will be exchanged for more time in the future. The emperor also understands this truth best, otherwise , no matter how eloquent the people below are, the emperor will not be moved."

Yongzheng nodded and said, "Of course I won't be swayed by others. You just said it by chance. After thinking about it, I thought about such a thing before, so I agreed."

Yin Qi could not help laughing, since Yongzheng recovered from his illness, his temper was actually a bit like that of Kangxi back then.In particular, he likes to brag about himself in small places, which is really cute.

As he was walking, a person came towards him. Yin Qi helped Yongzheng to stop.It was the winter of the 13th year of Yongzheng, Hongli who was canonized as the prince after Yongzheng recovered.

Because he was named Prince Xun, Yinqi was finally able to confirm that if Hongzhou survived, there would be no more Qianlong Dynasty.For this reason, I am a little excited, a little nervous, and more looking forward to it.

Also because of this reason, Yinqi developed a subtle affection for Hongli in his heart.

It's like, after hearing that Hong Zhou's title is Prince Rui, instead of Prince He as it should have been in history, that kind of subtlety.

Seeing that it was Yinqi supporting Yongzheng, Hongli was startled for a moment, then saluted, and said: "The Ministry of Rites proposed to pursue the posthumous title of Emperor Jianwen of the former dynasty, and the booklet was handed over to my son, who dared not do anything, so I came here to ask the emperor to make a decision." .”

Yongzheng nodded, then turned to Yinqi and said, "You should go back too. You have been lazy here today, have you stolen enough? Just ask Hongli to help me go back."

Before going out of the garden, he saw Hong Zhou pointing to a tree beside the road and saying something to a Su La eunuch.Just as Yin Qi turned around from the road covered by the bushes, he stopped, walked up to meet him quickly, and said with a smile, "Sure enough, I told you to wait for you."

Yin Qi looked at him and said with a smile: "You are waiting for me here? What are you waiting for me?"

Hong Zhou smiled, and said: "There is something I need to discuss with you, I will tell you, and see if I can give the emperor an answer."

As he said that, he took Yinqi and walked a few steps forward, and when he reached a place where there was no one, he said in a low voice: "Actually, I also want to meet you and have a few words with you. Your Majesty, we don't want to be too close relatives. Days, it really...suffered me to death."

He heaved a long sigh, Yin Qi couldn't help but sneered, and said: "You've said that since you came to the garden, it's been a few months, why haven't you endured...?"

After all, he didn't say that word, and Yin Qi said again: "Come on, I know you are looking for some cheap money."

With a low laugh, Yin Qi looked up at Hong Zhou's eyes, pursed his lips, and said, "Wait until night."

Yin said again: "Even if you use an errand as a cover, you still want to have that. What is it?"

Hong Zhou said: "It's okay to talk about the errands slowly. Now on the road, you must let me listen to a few words of kindness?"

Yin Qi couldn't help smiling, and lowered his head.

Seeing that the entrance of the garden was approaching, Hong Zhou deliberately slowed down.Just as she was about to say something, a person rushed up from behind, still yelling: "Master Rui! Lord Rui, please stay!"

Hong Zhou turned around, his expression suddenly changed, and he said in a solemn voice, "What's the matter?"

Yin Qi also looked over, the eunuch looked like he was behind, and seeing how familiar Hong Zhou was with him, he probably was someone close to Concubine Yu, his mother.Seeing the eunuch rushing forward in two steps, he fell to the ground and cried, "Concubine Yu is dead!"

~~~~~~~

Concubine Yu's death happened suddenly.It was fine before, without any pain, but it was because when eating candied fruit, the plum seed got stuck in the throat, and it was impossible to save him in time, so he died.

Both Yongzheng and Hongzhou are conspiracy theorists. After secretly investigating the harem for a long time, they have to admit that Concubine Yu must have been careless when she ate.

Hongzhou knelt in front of the coffin, with a sad and resentful look, which frightened his youngest brother Hongzhan, the tenth elder brother, not to go to his side.Yinqi quickly stretched out his hand to pull Hongzhan over, asking Hongyi to play with him.

A few words of comfort are just scratching the surface.Yinqi knew Hongzhou's mood at this time. Since he was a child, he thought that he would become famous in the future, and let his mother be the top person, and no one would dare to bully him.It's just that at this time there is still one step away from the summit, his mother went first, and her long-cherished wish came to nothing.

However, there is no place to vent their anger here. Even if they want to kill a few servants, they dare not use the butcher's knife because of the concubine's funeral and praying for blessings.The breath was suffocated in my heart, no wonder he was like this.

In fact, Yin Qi has never dared to say that Hong Zhou's thoughts about wanting his Emiang Concubine Yu to shine are sometimes almost obsessive.It's no longer the original psychology of purely wanting Er Niang to live a good life, but... a little distorted.

Yin Qi sighed, patted Hong Zhou's shoulder again, and stopped talking.

When seeing Yongzheng again, Yin Qi couldn't help but feel that Yongzheng has grown very old in recent years.But think about it, after all, people in their 60s are not necessarily in good health, and they are obviously older, which is normal.Concubine Yu was also an old man who had been with him for many years, so it was inevitable for him to feel a little sad when he passed away at this time.

Thinking of not knowing when he would die, he naturally became depressed.

It's really hard to comfort him at this moment, Yin Qi picked up the happy event, the auspiciousness that Yongzheng liked to hear, said a few things, watched him make himself happy, and then left.

It's just that when he went out, he still heard sighs coming from behind, and Yin Qi also knew that Yong Zheng couldn't really be happy.

I'm afraid that in the past two years, another emperor will be sent away.

This time, Yinqi's heart was unexpectedly calm.He originally thought about how uncomfortable he would be when he thought of Yongzheng's death, but now, he really didn't.

Just a calm.

Perhaps, all along, I also felt that Yongzheng was too tired from life.

An emperor who is too diligent is a blessing to the country, but to himself... But it is really impossible to say that his life is happy.

But he is a successful emperor, about Yongzheng, he thinks he is satisfied with this.

~~~~~~~

In the blink of an eye, it was the 19th year of Yongzheng. Every time he read this year name, Yinqi felt a feeling in his heart.After all, it changed the course of history.

There have been successes and failures, joys and sorrows in these years, but speaking of them, they are all worth remembering and proud of.

After the new year, Yongzheng fell ill once in the first month. He looked scary, but he got better again.Until August, but fell ill again, procrastinating on the ground, until the winter moon, but it has not recovered.

Yongzheng laughed himself and said, "If I went in this month, it would happen to be in one month with the late emperor. What a coincidence. But thinking about these 19 years, how could it be so fast? I listened to the late emperor in front of Qingxi Bookstore. It seems like it was yesterday."

Hong Zhou next to him smiled and said, "That's because Ama was too busy. I remember that in the early days, a batch of excerpts took seven or eight hours - didn't the time pass quickly?"

When Yongzheng saw it, the people around him showed expressions of sympathy for me, and he smiled too, and said with a little complacency, "I'm afraid that if I compare myself with the late emperor, I will only be diligent in politics."

After saying those words, Yongzheng rarely left court the next day, and news spread from the palace that the emperor was seriously ill.

Everyone thought that what Yongzheng said earlier was a prophecy.However, he got better again, and on the twenty-first day of the winter moon, he was able to sit up and critique papers by himself.

Seeing that it was the twelfth lunar month and it was the New Year's Eve again, it was unknown whether Yongzheng's health would get better again when he was overjoyed.Each of them secretly let go of their hearts, but suddenly in the afternoon of a certain day, they heard the death knell of Yunban in the palace.

Yinqi was startled, and asked intuitively: "Which empress is this?"

Su Yao was at the side, took a careful look at Yin Qi, and then said in a low voice: "If you come back to the master... this sound... probably is the emperor..."

Yin Qi was stunned for a while, and then asked softly: "What day is... today?"

It took Su Yao a while to realize, and he hurriedly said, "Today is the ninth day of the twelfth lunar month."

Yin Qi nodded.

Isn't it the ninth day of the twelfth lunar month...Yesterday, I took the porridge from Yongzheng with my own hands.

Laba has just passed, the sweetness of jujube in the porridge, now... I can still recall it.

Of course, there is no more Tangguaer this year...

Yinqi didn't know why, tears came down suddenly.

Didn't you say a few days ago that your body is getting better, and there will be... for many years?

Why is it today... I still want to go to the palace today, and ask him if he would like to spend a few days in the Xingwang Garden during the Chinese New Year, and also learn from Kangxi and have fun.

It was about this time that the Huiban came to Beijing.When is it called to come in and listen to the different sounds from Kunqu Opera and Qin Opera?Even if you don't like to have fun, listening to a joke will help you relax.

I also want to talk about the restructuring of the Military Aircraft Department.If it really works, it will lighten the burden on myself and make the decision-making more fair.

I also want to advise him a few words, don't hold on to power so tightly on weekdays.The emperor just wants to order others to do things, and he will personally attend to everything, and everything in the world will always be governed, which can only make him tired and make him feel bad.

……

There are too many things to say.

But unfortunately, that person, he didn't wait for Yinqi to say it.

It seemed to be far away from his ear, someone was calling him, Yin Qi slowly turned his head, and saw Su Yao's mouth opening and closing.After another half hour, he slowly came back to his senses.It seems that the soul has just gone out of the body, but there is no consciousness at all.

On this twelfth lunar day, Su Yao's face was covered with beads of sweat. Yin Qi curled his lips at him and said, "Why are you in such a panic? Didn't I just ask you a word..."

In the middle of speaking, he stopped talking by himself.

The voice was so hoarse and weak, it was unbearable to listen to it.

Su Yao didn't know whether it was tears or sweat on his face, and said in a hoarse voice: "Master! You are so sad, you cry! You scream! Master! You are going to frighten the servants like this!"

Yin Qi shook his head, and sighed in a low voice: "At this time... what else is there to cry... people are gone, who should I cry for?"

Raising his hand and waving it, Yinqi said: "Go and tell Fujin and Fujin that they packed up and went to the palace to kneel. Hongyi also put on big clothes according to his grade, and told him...to stay with Hongzhan more. "

~~~~~~~

When we arrived at the palace, the mourning hall of the Shouhuang Palace had already been set up. It was the coffin prepared in the 13th year of Yongzheng, and it was taken out for temporary use.

This was prepared by Yinqi when he was in charge of the Ministry of Internal Affairs. I never expected that it was this coffin that Yongzheng used in the end.

The princes and ministers knelt all over the ground in the Shouhuang Palace, and the university scholars Ertai and Zhang Tingyu stood side by side, holding the crown prince Yongzheng who had placed behind the upright plaque in their hands to seal and announce the imperial edict.

Yin Qi watched Hong Zhou crying and fell to the ground from behind, was supported to get up, and caught the yellowing secret edict, and suddenly felt a little dazed.

It really seems that when Kangxi passed away, in front of Qingxi Bookstore, the fourth elder brother Yinzhen was also like this...

But now, he was already lying in the coffin behind Zhang Tingyu.

20 years... is really a blink of an eye.

Gao Wuyong knelt beside Yongzheng's coffin, bang his head against the coffin while crying, shouting that he would die for the Lord.But Yinqi remembered that when he just entered the palace, Gao Wuyong said in private with tears that before the emperor left, he was still holding a vermilion pen in his hand and was reviewing the papers.

Perhaps it was his true feelings for Yongzheng, and there were only a few tears in his mouth.

The acting now... is really unwatchable.

Look at the people next to you.Hongzhou is certainly sad, but at this moment, when his ambitions are suddenly inflated and he is full of ambition, how much sadness can he share with his Ama?Hongli was a little distracted, what was he thinking again, did he ever think that if he was the one who entered the palace to accompany Kangxi from the very beginning, his fate would be completely different?Hong Zhan timidly hides half of his body behind Hong Yi, this child is the one who has the weakest relationship with Yong Zheng, right?

Yinqi suddenly felt a kind of injustice, and a kind of desolation emerged in his heart.

Could it be that there is no one who treats Yongzheng wholeheartedly and sincerely, and is grieving for him?

Then he laughed at himself a little.

What qualifications does he have to ask others to mourn wholeheartedly?

Even if he himself...

Yin Qi was startled, and knelt on the futon, looking at Yongzheng's coffin in the distance.

Suddenly, there is a kind of melancholy and enlightenment in my heart.

Suddenly, two lines of tears rolled down his cheeks.

He sighed softly and called out silently.

Fourth brother...

After being stunned for a while, he turned his head and beckoned Su Yao to come to him quietly. Yin Qi said in a low voice, "Go to Zhuangzi, call Su Yuan... come back and work as an errand..."

Su Yao was startled when he heard this, and before he could nod his head, Yinqi said again: "No...it's not necessary...call him...so that he was born in Zhuangzi...well-behaved."

~~~~~~~

After the twelfth hour, the first day's vigil is considered to be over.The brazier spices were burning in the Shouhuang Hall, but it was not cold, but most people had already knelt so that their limbs were numb, so how could they feel anything.

Supporting his legs, Yin Qi stood up reluctantly, and when he lowered his head, he saw Prince Jia Yunlu sitting next to him and sat down again.Yin Qi hurriedly stretched out his hand to help, and sighed: "Brother Sixteen must pay attention to his bones. It's also... getting older."

Perhaps it was because of these words that he was reminded of Prince Zhuang Yunli who had passed away two years earlier, Yunlu stood there for a long time before wiping the corners of his eyes, and said: "Isn't it... Back then, we brothers, together When kneeling in front of Amar's spirit like this, your legs and feet are numb, so I'll hug you up. Old Seventeen didn't dare to get close, and just winked and asked what's wrong with you. Now..."

For a long while, he didn't say what was going on, he just let out a long sigh, bent down slightly and beat his legs.Yin Qi also bent down to beat him. Yun Lu's waist has not been very good in recent years, and he couldn't bend down.

After pounding twice, I heard someone say from behind: "Are all the servants just standing still? Did you let the lords do it themselves?"

When Yinqi turned his head, Yunlu in front of him had already bowed down and proclaimed himself the emperor.

Hong Zhou smiled wryly and said, "Why is Uncle Sixteen doing this? You even hugged me when you were young. It's not good for our family to have a quarrel."

Yun Lu smiled slightly and said goodbye.

The number of people in the main hall gradually decreased, and Yin Qi glanced at the coffin in the middle, which had not yet been placed on a memorial tablet, and turned around and said, "Then... I will go back too."

Before the words fell, his hand was grabbed.Hong Zhou said in a low voice: "Don't go out today, stay here and talk to me. Right now, my heart...is uncomfortable, and..."

As if he didn't know how to describe his mood, he paused and sighed.

Yinqi looked at his eyebrows, lost in thought, and said after a while: "Okay. It's just... let's not talk here, it will disturb... the quietness of the late emperor."

Hong Zhou nodded, ordered the burning of incense and candles, then still held Yin Qi's wrist, and walked outside.

Before going out, Yin Qi couldn't bear it after all, and looked back at Yongzheng's coffin surrounded by dim candlelight.

A silent sigh fell quietly.

----over----